A Special Day
Apr. 13th, 2009 08:56 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
thisnewdayThe first thing little Jay said when he got up today was, "Poppa, today is a special day!"
I said, "Really? What day is it?"
Little Jay, hardly able to believe that I don't know, decides to work it through with me. "Well," he says, "it's April and it's the 13th."
"Yeah," I say, "so what's that?"
Exasperated, he blurts out, "It's my daddy's birthday!"
"Oooh," I say. "You're absolutely right!"
At the same time I'm thinking, too bad your daddy seems so completely clueless about what a special little boy you are...
I said, "Really? What day is it?"
Little Jay, hardly able to believe that I don't know, decides to work it through with me. "Well," he says, "it's April and it's the 13th."
"Yeah," I say, "so what's that?"
Exasperated, he blurts out, "It's my daddy's birthday!"
"Oooh," I say. "You're absolutely right!"
At the same time I'm thinking, too bad your daddy seems so completely clueless about what a special little boy you are...
